Mo Xi'er listened to her mother's words, and blinked her bright big eyes suspiciously, she was five years old, and she couldn't figure out how her father, who loved her and loved her, could kill herself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yamaguchi Rizhao originally planned to die with the strong man, but if he couldn't die together, he drew his sword and killed himself, and he was killed, saving himself from being tortured by Mo Yanran and tortured in a thousand ways.

But Yamaguchi Rizhao was overjoyed when he saw Mo Suer, he knew how much Mo Yanran loved this little daughter, and he was determined to use Mo Suer to blackmail Mo Yanran, so as to achieve the goal of retreating with his whole body and protecting his body.

Yamaguchi Rizhao's left palm became a claw, and the internal force in the palm of the palm was spit and inhaled, and he performed the "Dragon Control Crane Skill", in Mo Xu'er's exclamation, Mo Xu'er was tightly grasped in his hand, and the grass pheasant sword was against Mo Xu'er's back, and the tip of the sword cut through the clothes and pasted on Mo Xu'er's fine plate tender meat.

Mo Su'er only felt a chill in her back, she was overwhelmed with fright, her eyes were red, her nose was sore, and she couldn't help crying.

Yamaguchi Rizhao slapped Mo Su'er's white and tender little face with a backhand, and five bright red palm prints appeared on the little face, and he scolded viciously: "Little Nizi, don't cry! Cry again, Lao Tzu will kill you with a sword!"

Mo Su'er received a slap on her face, her little face was red and swollen, hot, and painful like fire, so scared that the little girl didn't dare to speak out anymore.

Mo Yanran saw that her beloved daughter was humiliated, her heart was like a knife, she let out a few strange sounds like night owls, and a moment later, thousands of black-robed and heavily armed ghost castle cultists rushed into the house and surrounded the mountain pass Rizhao.

"Yamaguchi Rizhao, let my daughter go quickly, otherwise I will let you die without a place to bury!" Mo Yanran saw that the rescuers had arrived, and she was full of confidence and shouted loudly.

"Let me go!Otherwise, I'll kill this little girl!" Yamaguchi Rizhao knew that there was no way out, so he made a desperate bet and grabbed his daughter Mo Su'er's pink neck, pinching it tighter and tighter, as if an iron hoop was on Mo Su'er's neck.

Mo Su'er's little face was flushed, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, she used her hands and legs together, struggling desperately, but she was small and weak, to no avail.

"Shameless dog thief! Are you still a human being? Mo Xi'er, she is also your own daughter! You can even do it to your own daughter, you are really a wolf-hearted dog, and a pig and a dog are not as good!" Mo Yanran saw that her beloved daughter was tortured, and her heart was very sad and depressed. She misunderstood the sunshine of Yamaguchi, and she really regretted it. She regretted that she fell in love with Yamaguchi Rizhao, a beast-hearted, well-dressed Sven scum.

"Mo Yanran, all this is thanks to you, in the past six years, I have never dared to forget what you did to me! This little girl is your daughter, I have never admitted it. Yamaguchi Rizhao scoffed at this, pinching Mo Su'er's neck, and it became tighter and tighter. "You planted the poison of lovesickness for me, used me as a tool to vent every day, and committed adultery every day, so that you could get this little girl, don't you! Let me go quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being fast!"

"Don't, don't hurt Su'er!" Mo Yanran bit her red lip lightly, and made a difficult decision, "Let Shankou Rizhao go!"

Seeing that the Dharma Protector had ordered the Assassin to be released, the cultists were reluctant to make way for Yamaguchi to escape.

In order to ensure the safety of her daughter, Mo Yanran ordered the tomb door to be opened and let Yamaguchi Rizhao escape safely.

Yamaguchi Rizhao escaped from Shengtian, and it was the third watch in the middle of the night, and the spring was warm and cold.

Yamaguchi Rizhao took a deep breath of cool fresh air, and for the first time in six years, Yamaguchi Rizhao breathed in the air outside.

In the past six years, Mo Yanran has trapped Yamaguchi Rizhao in the ghost castle underground palace, and has never allowed Yamaguchi Rizhao to take half a step out of the underground palace. After the Ling'er incident, Mo Yanran also sent disciples to monitor Yamaguchi Rizhao and put Yamaguchi Rizhao under house arrest in a ghost castle, and Yamaguchi Rizhao was haunted by this and could not be forgotten.

And the daughter in her arms, Mo Xi'er, cried so much that she cried and cried: "Mom!

Yamaguchi Rizhao covered Mo Xu'er's mouth and threatened viciously: "Don't cry! If you cry again, I'll throw you to the mountain to feed the wolves!"

Mo Su'er was covered with her mouth, and the tears of grievance couldn't stop sliding down her delicate little face.

Although she is young, she also knows that her parents have fallen out, and the good times of the former family of three can never go back. Mom loves herself very much, but she can't get her back. Daddy hates himself very much, and keeps himself, but he still has use value.

The mountain pass sunshine carried Mo Su'er, performed light skills, and ran down the mountain like flying.

In the early morning of the second day, the mountain pass Rizhao entered Luoyang, the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Luoyang is the largest city in the Eastern Han Dynasty and the capital city, with a population of one million, and its strategic position is very important.

Since Liu Xiu built the capital here and revived the Han Dynasty, after more than 60 years of hard work and the painstaking management of three generations of grandparents, Luoyang has restored the prosperous scene of the Western Han Dynasty, especially exceedingly.

The streets are lined with shops, busy traffic, pedestrians are endless, sweating like rain, very lively and prosperous.

Yamaguchi Rizhao was afraid that Mo Su'er would speak and ruin his big thing, so he ordered Mo Su'er's dumb hole.

Yamaguchi Rizhao was walking on the street with Mo Su'er's little hand, when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "The princess is coming!

When everyone heard this, they flocked to the city, scrambling to poke their heads out to see the princess's alluring appearance.

Yamaguchi Hisunu scoffed at this and dismissed it. In his heart, the princess is of course the best in Fusang, and the Chinese princess has nothing to see.

Yamaguchi paid no attention to it and continued to walk forward. On the avenue, a group of people and horses came on, there were many people, and the gong opened the way, which was very majestic.

Yamaguchi Rizhao couldn't help but stop and stand aside to watch.

In front are two guards who put up signs to open the way, and behind are musicians who beat gongs and drums. Behind it was the Liangcheng Bridge, which was flanked by many heavily armed soldiers armed with swords and guns, and in armor.

On the first sedan chair, there was a middle-aged man with a dignified expression and no anger and self-authority. The middle-aged man is wearing a dragon robe, dragon boots, and a golden crown on his head.

Yamaguchi Ri took care of it, nodded secretly, and said, "This is the emperor of China!"

After the first sedan chair, the second sedan passed in front of the mountain pass sunshine.

In the second sedan chair was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

The girl was dressed in a moon-white palace skirt, slender and tall, and a snow-white silk ribbon was tied around her willow waist, which added a bit of girlish playfulness.

The girl has a delicate and elegant melon seed face, looking like a fairy, and the two plump masses on her chest almost burst out of her clothes, which makes people reverie.

Yamaguchi Rizhao saw the girl's appearance, and shouted in his heart: "Ling'er, it's Ling'er!"

The appearance of that girl turned out to be very similar to Yamaguchi Rizhao's good friend five years ago, and the ghost castle dungeon maid who was brutally killed by Mo Yanran - Ling'er.